Emerald River by MC *
Entropy is the order of things in the universe even though in the final analysis that order never really breaks down. That is because the universe has great tolerance for entropy as long as it is within the confines of fundamental order.
This opening sounds formidably intellectual. But now I have to decide whether it means anything at all. Saying things that sound profound but make no real sense is an old habit of mine. I frequently enjoy putting dissonant words and idea together to see if they create any harmony. Sometimes they do.
Speaking of ideas that do not make sense, I have been thinking about time again since yesterday. We all experience time as flowing in one direction—forward. Although theoretically it has been said that it is possible to reverse time just as it is possible to fast forward it, neither has ever been achieved. In a manner of speaking we reverse time by preserving things that happened in the past but that is not actually reversing time. It is merely preserving it.
I have been wondering whether time since the beginning of time, as defined by events that occur, flows in parallel. Here is what I mean. What if things which have happened since the beginning of the universe have never really passed with the passage of time but are merely flowing in parallel? They are there but we are unable to access them. That inability to access them is intrinsic to maintaining the order in the universe. The universe does not allow that level of entropy is what I am saying.
While we are talking about time, let me mention another idea. I am beginning to think that time is shorter than what we believe. For instance, the passage of nearly 14 billion years may sound unfathomably long but in reality it is that not that long. It is like yesterday except that we are unable to gauge it because of our inherent limitedness as a species.
I am all for random cogitations but just about now I feel that this is starting to sound alarmingly nonsensical. The wisdom lies in ending it but then why do it? There is a weird joy in just letting one’s mind go.
Take for example the idea that the so-called Big Bang not being the beginning of the universe but just a minor local event that happened within the eternal universe. In a sense this is a version of Fred Hoyle’s Steady State theory that appeals to me a great deal. Think about the incomprehensible grandeur of a universe where even something as astonishingly awesome as the Big Bang is nothing more than a local event. Of course, in Hoyle’s conception and that of his fellow Steady Staters Thomas Gold and Hermann Bondi’s what their theory essentially meant was that despite the expanding universe where galaxies—and hence matter—are moving away from one another, new galaxies and matter develop all the time and keep the overall state of the universe steady and eternal.
I think this should be enough a disjointed stream of consciousness for today.
* The painting has nothing to do with the post but then the post has nothing to do with anything.